Chapter Three

There wasn't enough soap and toothpaste in the world to get the taste of Envy out of Edward's mouth. He should just consider himself lucky that we had to leave otherwise…but he was jolted back to reality with a knock on the door.

"Come on," said Alphonese. "You've been there for a half hour. Please come out. Everyone's waiting on you to use the bathroom." When Al got no response he pounded on the door even harder.

"Just give me a second!" snapped Ed. The next minute he was running to the bed they had to share. Al just stared at his older brother wondering what had set him off. After cleaning up Al flopped down next to Edward. He could tell that Edward was only pretending to be asleep. Since everyone else had already crashed that meant that Ed was trying to avoiding getting questioned by Alphonese.

"Brother, are you awake?" No response came. Al knew he would have to take drastic measures to get Ed up. "Winry! It wouldn't be fair to hit him while he's sleeping!"

This caused Ed to nearly fall off the bed. "What! Hey Al! That's not funny!"

"I had to get you to stop faking somehow. You've been acting funny since we left the restaurant. Did something happen?" he asked.

"No, I'm just tired," Edward replied. Confiding in others (even his own family) had never been one of his strong suites. He was just glad that Alphonese was too tired to question him any further.

Al did not appreciate the position he woke up in the next morning. Face down and blanket-less on the thinly carpeted floor wasn't exactly his idea of comfortable. He figured he might as well shower and get dressed since it was already six-thirty. Did I just fall off? Or did Ed shove me in his sleep? Neither of us have ever really moved around in our sleep, Al wondered. His question was answered when he looked over at the bed he was supposed to be in to see his older brother squirming around on Al's side of the bed. I've never seen him do this before. Is he having a nightmare? Then he saw Ed's mouth open like he was about to start talking in his sleep. As far as Alphonese knew he had never talked or moved in his sleep before. Edward had always slept so deeply that Al used to check for breathing.

Usually Alphonese would've felt guilty for listening in on his brother, but his curiosity got the better of him. He didn't even realize he was holding his breath as he waited for his brother to speak candidly. "En…"Edward muttered. "You're in…Envy." He let out the last few syllables with a sigh and rolled back over onto his stomach.

Is he talking about that guy we met last night? Alphonese wondered. And what did he mean about being "in"? It must be one of those dreams full of random stuff that doesn't make any sense. Al got up and walked away before he heard Edward's confession about that night's events.

Breakfast was surprisingly uneventful, but Edward still stayed on his guard. He spent most of the time watching the crowds for any sign of Envy. I thought he'd be easy to spot even in a crowded restaurant, but there are so many freaks here even he'd fit in, thought Ed. Izumi shouldn't have dumped him on us! And how could Roy have just agreed to let him tag along?

Izumi's words kept playing over and over again in his head. "He really had his heart set on going," she said. "I don't think he ever really got to be a kid. I mean, what harm could it do? I need a break anyway, so maybe you could consider it a favor for an old friend? Besides, your oldest boy is around his age. Maybe Envy will stop being an antisocial brat long enough to actually make a friend."

"Friends my ass," Ed muttered under his breath, causing everyone to look at him funny. He had been so caught up in his own thoughts that he hadn't noticed that they were waiting on him to finish breakfast so they could leave. So Edward shoveled the last bites of pancake into his mouth and followed his family out to the shuttle bus. And who else was there to greet them but Envy himself. The sight of him and the lean muscles exposed in his cut off shirt sent a shiver down Edward's spine. Whoa, he thought. Why am I getting all worked over seeing him? I must just be freaked out is all. There's no way I'd ever get excited in "that way" for a creep like him. Right?

"Hi guys. Where are we heading first?" Envy said as they piled onto the bus. When Winry suggested going to MGM Studios (probably to check out the mechanics of the rollercoasters) everyone actually agreed for once. Ed tried to grab the seat next to Alphonese, but Winry ended up their first. He looked around desperately for an open spot on the bus. But he didn't find a single one. The height of tourist season caused sardine like cramming. The only spot left was the one Envy was saving with his sprawled out legs. And by the smile he gave Ed he knew that was the only place left. So he sat down next to Envy, knowing he didn't have much of a choice.

"Hey sexy. What's shaking?" asked Envy. Edward tried his hardest to ignore him, but he wasn't able to suppress the throbbing vein in his forehead. It is way too easy to get a rise out of this kid. I'm going to have way too much fun messing with him, thought Envy.

Edward had managed to keep his cool for the entire ride to MGM. A few times he felt his fists clench at Envy's tasteless jokes, but he somehow always stopped short of decking him in the face. Edward practically ran out of Envy's reach. As he ran forward he came face to face with his greatest fear.

Author Note: Next chapter will be up tomorrow. Guess what's gonna be in it. I'll give you a hint. Its citrus flavored.